. . His idea was to get behind this sustained listlessness. ‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him convalesce. I have neither father, mother, brother, sister, nor husband—I have only him. Having traced the footsteps to the wall, and perceiving no outlet, Blueskin elevated the lamp, and discovered marks of bloody fingers on the boards. .
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